He knows the responsibilities of Polkville, and also knows what kind of life he has to bear to be his other half.
She just squeezed Bockwell's shoulder gently, feeling sad secretly as she looked at the gray strands in his hair.
"Let's go and eat."
Bockwell patted Song Ying's hand, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
But when he walked to the dining table, he frowned.
"...What's going on with this plate of fried pork? With Xingxia's current situation, how could you be so extravagant and wasteful!"
Hearing Bockwell's slightly reproachful voice, Song Ying, who was holding the dishes and chopsticks, suddenly had red eyes.
"You told me that today is your birthday, but why did you forget it... I went to the mountains to get this for you a few days ago, and there was no extravagance..."
"I..."
Bockville froze on the spot, looking at the plate of fried meat on the table, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Song Ying stepped forward, took his hand, and whispered: "Today is your birthday, can you not share it with others? I want you to eat better..."
"I...well...ok, no separation...no separation today..."
Bockwell's voice trembled slightly, his eyes were red, and he pulled Song Ying to sit at the dinner table.
When Song Ying heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on her face. A prey must have more than this.
It is conceivable that although Song Ying said not to share it with others, she still shared it quietly in private, leaving only enough meat to stir-fry for one plate.
Bockwell looked at Song Ying who was smiling and asked softly: "Are you not injured? Don't do this again next time. Now the number of mutated creatures is gradually increasing. What if..."
"Don't worry, the old man taught us a lot of self-defense methods when he didn't come out. Besides, I took Xiaoguang with me when he came back."
As Song Ying spoke, she kept putting all the meat on the plate into the Boqueville bowl, and she just ate with the wild vegetables.
"You eat too...you eat too..."
Upon seeing this, Boqueville hurriedly put the meat in the bowl into Song Ying's bowl.
"No, I've already eaten before you came back."
Song Ying shook her head and smiled at Bockville.
Hearing this, Bockwell's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.
He didn't speak any more, and forcefully shoveled half the bowl of meat into Song Ying's bowl, then ate it hungrily.
But for some reason, the taste of meat that I had missed for a long time was not only not sweet but also full of sourness in my mouth.
Looking at Song Ying beside him, Bockwell suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks, took her hand and said, "Let's...get married!"
"ah...?"
When Song Ying heard this, she was not only not happy, but also panicked.
Of course she was not afraid of getting married, but she was worried that as the prime minister of Xingxia, Boqueville's wedding would cause...
Boqueville knew what she meant and said: "We will not announce it to the outside world, so we invite everyone to hold an internal event so that everyone can witness it for us."
After saying that, he paused, then lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry... I can't give you a grand wedding. I'll make it up to you when the war is over and everyone lives a good life!"
Song Ying shook her head and said softly: "You and I have nothing to apologize for before. As long as it's you and me, that's enough..."
...
A few days later.
Boqueville asked for a half-day leave. When everyone in the compound learned about it, they were not dissatisfied. Instead, they talked about why he only took half a day and should take a few more days to have a good rest.
Although they didn't know why Bockville wanted to take a half-day off, they knew how busy Bockville was every day, and they were happy from the bottom of their hearts to see that he was finally willing to take a half-day off.
When Bockville returned home, three old men, Zhou Chong, Captain Liebert, and Gu Manding, had already come early to help Song Ying arrange the wedding banquet.
It was said to be a wedding banquet, but in fact it was just an ordinary meal.
After all, Boqueville and Song Ying planned to keep everything simple and invite everyone to come, just to let everyone witness their love.
"Old man, why are you three here helping to cook? Go and have a rest!"
Bockville stepped forward and said anxiously.
These three are the most virtuous and respected people in Xingxia, and they are not in good health. If they are exhausted, they will be responsible for their death.
"You brat, you just came back now, what nonsense are you talking about? Xiaoying is my child. She is getting married. Can I not come to help?"
Mr. Zhou Chong glared at Bokwell angrily, obviously angry at Bokwell and Song Ying for keeping things simple.
"Lao Zhou's children are our children."
Captain Lebert and Gumandin also said with a smile.
Bockville was speechless for a moment and could only look at Song Ying, who showed a helpless expression.
When some old men came to help in the morning, she had already persuaded them.
But who were the three old men? Li Xiubai would be slapped twice when he came. How could she possibly persuade them?
Fortunately, the rhetoric that Polkville has practiced in various diplomacy recently is not in vain.
I told several old men that this wedding should be organized properly by the couple, and so on. After all, the three old men were finally asked to leave the kitchen and rest.
Looking at her husband who had arranged for the three old men and walked back to the kitchen, Song Ying pointed to the side of the kitchen: "These were brought here by the three old men.
They are all precious delicacies from the mountains and seas. According to the three old men, they went to the mountains and sea to catch them themselves! These old men are also true that if something happens, we can...
By the way, the three old men also said that they will give us a gift later. I thought, if it is ordinary, we will give it to you.
If it's too expensive, we'll find a way to evade it... Could you please say something?"
Seeing that she had been talking for a long time, but her husband was just standing at the door, looking at her with a naive smile, Song Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Just decide...just decide..."
Bockville still had a silly smile on his face, not at all like Prime Minister Xingxia when he was outside.
"Porkville! Hahahaha, look what the brothers brought you!"
At this time, there was a burst of laughter outside the door, and Fat Scorpion, Karl and others came.
"Okay, don't stand there stupidly, go entertain them if you feel like it."
"good."
Bockwell nodded and walked out the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I was almost choked by Fat Scorpion's bear hug.
"You said you guys got married in such a hurry and didn't give us a few more days so that we could pick out gifts. Let's take a look. Do you like it?"
After Fat Scorpion finished speaking, he placed a sapling behind him directly into Bockwell's arms.
"Speaking of this, I'm very happy that you can come here. The gift is not a gift, it's not heavy...hiss...this is..."
Bockwell took the sapling and took a breath of cold air: "Isn't this the Hutton tribe's sacred tree amulet?"
"Humph! You're a smart guy. On the way back, I found a sapling and used the power of nature to encourage it to grow day and night. Then I got a young holy tree.
Although it's not as good as the one that was destroyed, it's still acceptable. If you find time to plant it at home, it will be good for you and your sister-in-law's health."
"This... this is too expensive... uh..."
Before Bokwell finished speaking, Fei Scorpion, Karl, Gu Lin, Warina Wei and others put away the gifts and walked directly into the home without giving him a chance to refuse.
"Where's the wine? I'm going to get this house drunk today...cough...old man, are you three here too?"
Inside, Fei Scorpion and Karl's guilty voices were heard.